SING we merrily unto God our strength; * make a cheerful noise unto the God of Jacob.
 
Take the psalm, bring hither the tabret, * the merry harp with the lute.
 
Blow up the trumpet in the new moon, * even in the time appointed, and upon our solemn feast-day.
 
For this was made a statute for Israel, * and a law of the God of Jacob.
 
This he ordained in Joseph for a testimony, * when he came out of the land of Egypt, and had heard a strange language.
 
I eased his shoulder from the burden, * and his hands were delivered from making the pots.
 
Thou calledst upon me in troubles, and I delivered thee; * and heard thee what time as the storm fell upon thee.
 
I proved thee also * at the waters of strife.
 
Hear, O my people; and I will assure thee, O Israel, * if thou wilt hearken unto me,
 
There shall no strange god be in thee, * neither shalt thou worship any other god.
 
I am the LORD thy God, who brought thee out of the land of Egypt: * open thy mouth wide, and I shall fill it.
 
But my people would not hear my voice; * and Israel would not obey me;
 
So I gave them up unto their own hearts' lusts, * and let them follow their own imaginations.
 
O that my people would have hearkened unto me! * for if Israel had walked in my ways,
 
I should soon have put down their enemies, * and turned my hand against their adversaries.
 
The haters of the LORD should have submitted themselves unto him; * but their time should have endured forever.
 
I would have fed them also with the finest wheat-flour; * and with honey out of the stony rock would I have satisfied thee.

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